Wow.
"Shoot the little bastard!"
"I'm furious!"
Zhang Xiaolin was so angry that he waved the civilized stick and smashed all the vases, dishes, and even his favorite glass fish tank wherever he looked. The usually doted goldfish was jumping on the ground dying.
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"This hatred is irreconcilable."
From the murder of Shao Er, to the murder of Yu Xiaomin, and now to the simultaneous murder of Pang Shui and Zhan Si, the weight of the killed person under Zhang Xiaolin's command has become more and more important, which is equivalent to the slap on Zhang Xiaolin's face.
It's getting heavier.
No, to be more precise, this is no longer a slap in the face, this is completely a stab in the body!
…
At this moment, the phone rang.
Zhang Xiaolin walked over to answer the phone, but a piece of broken porcelain pricked his foot. He screamed in pain and became even more angry.
"Master, are you okay?"
Snapped!
"ah!"
The concubine who was slapped covered her face and ran away crying.
Picking up the phone, Zhang Xiaolin was still angry and asked coldly, "Who is it?"
"Zhang Sang, I am Sanbonjiro."
"Sergeant Sanben, if you are helping Cheng Qianfan clarify, there is no need to say more." Zhang Xiaolin said coldly, "Cheng Qianfan, this little brat, killed Pang Shui and Zhan Si. I must avenge this."
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"President Zhang misunderstood." Sanbonjiro's voice became cold, "I am not interceding for Cheng Qianfan."
Zhang Xiaolin, who was so excited, didn't notice Sanbonjiro's tone. His face looked good. He was still very respectable among the Japanese. These Japanese people knew that he would be furious now, so they decisively gave up on Cheng Qianfan.
three.
"Zhang misunderstood Mr. Sanben." Zhang Xiaolin said.
"No, President Zhang, you misunderstood." Sanbonjiro said coldly, "I order you not to make any unfriendly moves towards Cheng Sang in the patrol room."
Zhang Xiaolin was stunned. He couldn't believe his ears.
"President Zhang, please think twice after saying this." After finishing speaking, Sanbonjiro hung up the phone.
Zhang Xiaolin was stunned for a while, and then he got so angry that he threw the phone receiver down hard.
"Eastern Turtle, you've gone too far to deceive others! Mother, sideways!"
After holding up the civilized stick and limping his legs, Zhang Xiaolin smashed everything he could hit again, and then sat on the sofa, breathing heavily from exhaustion.
…
Seeing that Boss Zhang had finished venting his anger, the housekeeper Sui Ermu and several of his subordinates dared to come over.
"Master, have a sip of tea to relieve your anger."
Sui Erming winked, and Boss Zhang's favorite fourth aunt came over and helped his master with a gentle squeeze on his shoulders and a pat on his back.
"Boss, everyone is waiting, when will we do it?" Su Wuyuan stepped forward and asked cautiously.
Now that Zhan Si is gone, he is currently the most capable subordinate around Zhang Xiaolin.
"Let's disperse now." Zhang Xiaolin waved his hands dejectedly.
"It's gone?" Su Wuyuan suddenly raised his voice.
"Allah said it's over, I'm just a loser, don't you know what people say?" Zhang Xiaolin cursed with his face covered.
"Yes, yes." Su Wuyuan was frightened, nodded and ran away.
"Ah Ming stays." Zhang Xiaolin said with a livid face as he walked towards the study with his hands behind his back.
The fourth aunt nodded too sensibly, quietly stepped back, and closed the study door.
"Master, why..." Sui Ermu frowned and asked, "Did Sanbonjiro call again to make peace?"
"I'm not talking about peace." Zhang Xiaolin looked a little embarrassed and said angrily, "Sanben ordered me not to touch Cheng Qianfan again, but this Japanese bastard actually ordered me? He actually ordered me! He ordered me!"
Zhang Xiaolin said "order me" three times, his tone getting lower and lower each time, and finally he patted the desk bitterly.
Although he was unwilling to admit it, Sanbonjiro, who had no authority over him, was indeed qualified to order him.
Sui Erming was silent for a long time before he started to say, "Sir, Sanben has always been very protective of Cheng Qianfan. This little Japanese should have accepted Cheng Qianfan's money."
"Is the news accurate?" Zhang Xiaolin narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Inseparable, Ah Shui had arranged for someone to follow Cheng Qianfan, and the last place where he took action was outside the gate of Sanben's Special High School Course, and it was Araki from the Special High School Course who came out to greet Cheng Qianfan. This shows that Cheng Qianfan and Sanben's
There’s a lot of connection.”
Sui Erming thought for a moment and continued, "The Japanese cannot afford to be early if they have no profit. Cheng Qianfan is incomparable to the master in terms of status and importance to the Japanese. However, Sanben defended him in this way. It is inevitable that
It’s a benefit.”
"No matter how biased the three books are to defend Cheng Qianfan, the death of Ah Shui and Zhan Si cannot just be let go." Zhang Xiaolin was silent for a while and said through gritted teeth.
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Send me a greeting card to Fu Xiaowan's house." Zhang Xiaolin said with a sneer.
"Sir, although Fu Xiaolu is the mayor, he still has to look at the faces of the Japanese and may not dare to offend Sanbonjiro." Sui Erming reminded.
"What's the point of asking you to send a greeting card?" Zhang Xiaolin waved his hand impatiently.
Naturally, he knew that Fu Xiaowan could not suppress Sanbonjiro. What he wanted was to use Fu Xiaowan to open up the relationship with the Japanese high-level officials behind him.
"yes!"
Watching the butler leave, Zhang Xiaolin shook his head irritably. The Japanese Matsumoto who had secretly met with him in Moganshan and asked him to come out has returned to China. Otherwise, with Matsumoto's status, he would be able to compete with Sanben.
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…
On this quiet night, Cheng Qianfan returned to the patrol room and left the interrogation, bail and other matters to Da Toulu.
Da Toulu and others are very familiar with handling this kind of thing. When Mr. Xiao Cheng comes to work the next day, he is sure to have genuine good news to deliver.
After returning home, Cheng Qianfan took a simple shower first, and then went to the bedroom.
After his wife fell asleep, he put on his coat and came to the study.
The lamp was on on the desk. He placed his Browning gun on the table and then began to disassemble the gun with great concentration.
open.
reassemble.
Check it over.
Take it apart again.
Reassemble again.
Check it over.
He finally nodded with satisfaction, opened the safety, and put the gun into the drawer.
During this process, he actually filtered today's actions in his mind again and confirmed that there was nothing inappropriate.
Killing Pang Shui was planned.
To kill Zhan Si, it is better to say that Zhan Si came to die.
However, he never expected that Zhan Si would be so arrogant and domineering that he drove four trucks and brought nearly a hundred men with guns and ammunition to surround him.
You know, this is the French Concession, the central area of ​​the French Concession.
Zhan Si led nearly a hundred of his men, armed with live ammunition, to besiege the deputy chief inspector of the central patrol room. How arrogant this was.
To be continued...